If you're wondering why some swear words are different e.g fcuking and sh!t it's because my computer is stupid. Nah, this program on my PC changes them all. Please R&R and sorry for the short first chapter.

I could see how much pain he was in but it couldn't have been as bad as what he put me through. After making me lose my unborn child, I had to make him pay.

Everyone in the room turned towards where he was laying after a loud scream filled the air. One of my boss's goons had just kicked that son of a bitch in the stomach. I smiled then went to where my boss was standing. "Do you want me to get the freak to talk?"

"Fine, but you're only getting five minutes." Stubborn bastard. At least I was getting to see him. I wanted him in as much pain as I'm in everyday since I lost the living child inside me.

I quickly walked into the... thing's room and instructed the slacker's to get out. Watch how a professional gets the work done. Walking over to where he was laying, his eyes met mine. I could see the hurt and anger in them but I couldn't fcuking care. "Why?" He choked out before going into a coughing fit. I rolled him on his side so he couldn't choke on whatever he brought up. Wouldn't want him dying, now would I?

"Because you caused me so much pain andfcuking suffering, I want you to feel the same. Now, you can either get this done with and tell them you're little secret you told me or you can be a punch-bag again." I had given him the same proposition for the last three weeks, but he always went for the punch-bag option. Fcuk knows why but I couldn't care less.

"I'm n-not... tell-ing." Again, he's willing to be a human punch-bag. I called in a few henchman. They grabbed him and lifted him to his feet. I slapped him across the face and then walked out the room.

Trying to avoid the boss, I left the building and headed back to the apartment he rented out for me. As I tried to unlock the door, I noticed that it was already opened and I could hear the television. I quickly reached into my bag and pulled out my gun. Pushing the door open, I pointed the gun to where the intruder was. The person turned to face me and I recognized them instantly. I put the gun down on the counter beside me then turned to face them again.

"Now that isn't a nice way to greet your guest now is it, Miss Lawson?" I had to mentally stop myself for going over there and kicking the sh!t out of him because of his !ness.

"It is when you come into my apartment without my knowledge. How'd you get in Luthor?" I was well aware that Luthor's have very high authorities that they can contact in an instant to get anywhere they want but this was my apartment, not his.

"Your apartment? Doesn't my father own this building and pay your rent?"Fcuk him. He pisses me off so much when he makes one of his little visits. He thinks that everyone kisses his ass because he's so powerful but he doesn't know how wrong he is.

"And your point is? What are you doing here anyway Lex?"

"Where's Clark Kent?" Ha! As is I was gonna fcuking tell him where Kent was. That wouldn't be any fun.

"None of your fcuking business, Luthor."

"So you do know where he is Natalie." I hate him calling me by my first name. Make's him think that he's got control over me or something.

"I'm not saying sh!t." I couldn't be bothered with this anymore. I just wanted to sleep or something.

"Just spit it out Natalie."

"No Lex, not just fcuk off. And if I see you anywhere near here or me again, I'm gonna call the cops." He quickly left after I told him that. As soon as the door closed behind him, I bolted the door. I didn't want anyone else coming in uninvited.

After I switched off the television set, I took a shower. A relaxing way to end my day. Once I was finished there, I dried my hair and threw on any old clothes I could find. My cell phone started ringing and I answered it automatically.

"Where is he?"